Chapter 15

But he was mine first. And now he’s mine, forever. He’s free. I just have to get to him.

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Tovin anticipated a scramble for the crown when the regent’s death was announced. The castle advisors did not disappoint him. Before the body was even interred, Bellona had already organized a petition that called for a democratic vote among the landed gentry, weighted in her favor. Another adviser suddenly recalled a distant cousin of Amery’s who might be next in line to the throne, and even a few of the guards polished off their credentials to parade before Mordrent. As the oldest adviser, Mordrent found himself in the unenviable position of viceroy until a king was crowned.